Been sidetracked and forgetting pics. More snowmelt,than rain but the increase in volume(s) is welcome. Crippled myself yesterday,if only because 40-degree water will do it to you,when you foolishly say "fuck waders" and freeball.
Awaited a tide change today and headed for the Salt,only to find fish HOLDING "weird". I'm not a Sucker Hole or Gorge Guy,but like to work slots that hold fish. None of the "usual" slots held anything but Otter and Wolf sign. Couldn't cross in a coupla places,where I like to cross,so did The Blowdown Dance and left plenty of sweat behind. Got to THE money Slot and couldn't catch a fucking cold,so shrugged shoulders and was gonna trudge off,after cleaning up my reel. So I tossed a Tinsel Town to where I've never struck a fish,beneath a Dainty float snubbed to the Sampo. Was paying ZERO attention and my shit went out of sight,though it was barely shin deep(with only a Medium Clacker for "weight"). Reeled in and hot a CHROME Peanut,that musta squirted on the tide?!? Figured it a "fluke" and did it again. Then again and again and again.(grin)
Cookie Cutter Chromer Lady Bitches,which ain't as "bad" as it sounds. Reminded me of Afognak and catching Silvers in similar water,with beach break on their stern. Nothing like a Little Chief grill atop a beach fire,with barely dead Chrome cooking on the works. It's been 30yrs and nobody that was there,has "forgotten" those times. That's when videocameras mostly took VHS tapes.
Anywhooo...Cookies and THE consumate "High Snout" #2 Owner tire tracks.
I shoulda carved directions and a Date,in something that nobody else will ever see.(grin)
I'm gonna sleep in and holster Rifles and Rods tomorrow.
Give or take..................(grin)